The sun has nearly touched the horizon
Longingly I lay beneath it dreaming
The heat from the day still hot upon my skin
Soft breezes blow gently caressing me,
Passion welling inside hot desires unfold
Wondering now if he's thinking of me,wanting me
Slowly now he comes to me, brushes my hair back
Places his hands on my face and kisses me deeply
I shudder,hot dripping with sweet sweat
We make passionate love as tears fall from my eyes
It's just the rain he says dahling, wipe your face.
Laying for hours under the tree then I awake to only me.
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